MUNI & BART
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Maasvlakte, Rotterdam industrial area, Zuid-Holland, the Netherlands
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© 2016 Bart van Damme
Maasvlakte Beach parking, Rotterdam industrial area, Zuid-Holland, The Netherlands.
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© 2014 Bart van Damme.
Maasvlakte, Rotterdam industrial area, Zuid-Holland, the Netherlands
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© 2013 Bart van Damme
I had just gotten home, and Bart was rolling around in a favorite spot, the kitchen window. I thought he might want a tummy rub, but he light clawed at me when I tried.
Bart is feeling stimulated and has jumped up to the window nook to keep an eye on the kitchen. I soon will get his wand toy, to help him focus his energy.
Bart is in a favorite spot, the window in the kitchen. It gives him a good view of the bird feeder, and a high vantage point to monitor his surroundings. I'm tapping a knife on the lens hood to get his attention.
This is Bart my sister in law's dog. Quite loveable and cute but dumb as a brick but will give you doggie kisses all day.
I had just come in from taking insect photos in the garden, and used my zoom on Bart from across the room. He's in a favorite spot, the living room window. I need to take more photos of his sister, Lisa, but she's tricky to shoot.
I'm standing at the bottom of the stairs and zooming in on Bart. He's sad that I have to leave for a little bit, but he's gotten many assurances that I'll be home soon.
I was trying to photograph a daisy while using a sequined backdrop when Bart said, "No, you'll photograph me, instead." He's very persistent!
Bart wanted more playtime before I headed out for the day, making it hard to leave. He rolled around on the floor, looking up at me, expectantly. I engaged him with some wand work, which he enjoyed.
Bart is in the window, and is watching my left hand crinkle a plastic bag. He had been captivated by an outdoor cat across the street.
Il piccolo Bart ha smesso di soffrire!
ieri pomeriggio il veterinario mi ha telefonato, dicendomi che Bart non ce l'aveva fatta.
io e Francesca siamo andati a prendercelo, ce lo siamo portati a casa e adesso riposa sotto il melograno.
E io mi aggrappo a queste ultime immagini per ricordarmelo sempre coccolone e buono e per cancellare gli ultimi giorni di dolore, di bave alla bocca e di sangue e piscio...
:-(((
My cats celebrate their fourth birthday today! I got them in June of 2020 after the passing of their predecessor, Connor. This iPhone photo is from October of 2020, when they were cuddly kittens.
Bart is in the kitchen window, and I'm waving a long stem of catnip around him. It grows wild at the farm, and I often bring some home. He eats the shredded leaves, then paws at the floor.
Another bark art reflection looking for faces on my day at the beach last week. Hope your weekend is going well and thanks for comments and faves!
Bart often plops down at my feet and playfully paws at my ankles. I often bend down to give him pats or I reach for the wand toy and play with him.
Just west of West Oakland Station. The switcher is an SW1500, shunting empty double-stack cars. HDR "Natural" image, scanned from a Kodachrome slide. March 31, 1989. © 2020 Peter Ehrlich
Bart is enjoying his favorite spot in the morning, a loveseat in the living room. It was a challenge to get him to open his eyes; I had to wave a small towel and make funny noises.
Bart enjoys rolling around in the sun, like all cats. He paws at me if I try to step over him. He only tolerates brief tummy rubs, sadly.
Bart has stopped responding to my kazoo and squeaker, so I turned on my electric toothbrush and held it against the camera, making an awful buzzing sound. I pulled it away when he looked at the lens, and quickly snapped a photo. He's perched on top of my bathroom cabinet, a favorite spot.
I was photographing flowers on my kitchen counter tonight when Bart had to make it about him. Behind him is a swatch of rose gold sequined fabric.
Bart turns invincible when he jumps up on the bathroom cabinet. He'll enjoy pats and purr for a few moments, but then nips at me. Sometimes he goes up there while I'm showering and meows. Then his sister, Lisa, comes in to investigate, and they end up playing and wrestling on the bathmat.
Bart has just eaten some catnip and is waiting for pats. He turned four years old on April 1.
I really like the 40mm lens now. I've had it for a while, my experiences with it at first were frustrating. Magic moments were lost to blurriness. I didn't use it for months. With the flash, however, the lens is getting great detail, and it focuses quickly on the animals.